Chapter 870: Why Are You Doing This?

A black Bentley, parked across the road from Roxanne’s house, slowly pulled away. James, noticing a familiar figure, exclaimed to Lucian, “That’s Dr. Jarvis. Is she leaving?”

Lucian frowned, looking towards Roxanne’s house. He saw her entering a car, the driver revealed as Jack the moment the door opened. A grim look spread across Lucian’s face. He’d believed Roxanne had realized her mistake. James, unaware of their history, simply saw a man in the car and asked, puzzled, “Is that Ms. Jarvis’ business partner? We should hurry; they’re leaving.” He prepared to accelerate.

“Forget it. Turn around,” Lucian’s cold voice commanded.

Only then did James realize the shift in Lucian’s mood. Suspecting a relationship between the man and Roxanne, he was momentarily speechless. Estella, sleeping soundly in Lucian’s arms, remained oblivious. She stirred uneasily, groaning. Lucian glanced at her, his anger towards Roxanne intensifying.

James, hearing Estella, hesitated. Instead of turning around, he slowed, continuing towards Roxanne’s house.

“What are you doing?” Lucian asked, displeased.

“You promised you wouldn’t stop Essie from seeing Ms. Jarvis,” James replied resignedly.

Lucian’s brow furrowed. While he wouldn’t want Estella upset, he questioned the point of seeing Roxanne if she wasn't sincere—it felt like self-deception.

Seeing the car starting to drive away, James urged, “They’re leaving. Call Ms. Jarvis.”

Lucian stared at the departing car, his expression grim, the air around him seeming to chill. After a long silence, he showed no sign of reaching for his phone.

As the car disappeared, James pulled over, frowning. Estella stirred, clutching Lucian’s clothes. Noticing her insecurity, James sighed, “Why are you doing this?”

He didn't know Lucian's feelings for Roxanne, but felt that adult issues shouldn't involve Estella. Her condition was unusual.

Instead of answering, Lucian asked, “What else can we do to help Essie if we don’t see her?”

After a pause, James replied, “Take Essie home, to a familiar environment. Maybe she’ll improve.”